I have seen…

IMG_0570.JPG          Spider’s web, so delicate..

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This is my thoughts for Wednesday November 6th…

I have seen, the dew on the spider’s web on a cold crisp morning in October… I have seen the fields covered with fog, and the fog hanging on the trees.. This beauty of paradise right before my eyes.. I have walked those fields behind the plow.. I have seen boulders of all sizes, as my horse trudges along dragging the plow behind.. I have seen the wheat grow tall and fall in the winds that blow.. I have seen the trees with fruit for all to eat… I have seen the corn so tall that you can not see above it.. I have seen the bounty in the fall, as the leave turn colors from green to gold… I have seen the call of the wolf in the cold of a December night… I have heard the wind howl out my name in the darkness.. I have been here before…

DSCN2652 (3).JPG           Sister and brother…

I have seen the smile of a child and the love he has for his sister.. I have seen the interaction between a sister and brother… I have seen their joy.. I have seen a mother’s love, as she holds her child close.. I have witnessed the strong hands of a father gently leading his child through life.. I have seen the child tumble and fall, as it’s tiny feet take their first tiny steps.. I have seen the child grow tall and strong, as they grow older… I have seen a family hold their lives together as one.. I have witnessed the end of a life, as age takes them away… I have seen a son hold his father’s hand for the last time.. I have know the memories left behind… I have seen a new life being born, as an elder leaves this earth… I have seen….

DSCN1489.JPG             The moon behind the trees…

I have seen the darkness fall, as the moon peaks from behind the trees.. I have witnessed the rivers flowing to the seas, and the bubbling water from the ground… I have been in crowds of people who pass me by.. I have seen friends come and go in the blink of an eye.. I have seen the horses run free, and the whales travel the oceans blue.. I have held the sun in the palm of my hand.. I have howled loudly at the moon, as I see the sunrise come.. I have walked this planet from end to end, and still I wonder far and wide.. I have seen the unknow, I have faced the devil and held God’s hand.. I have given my heart to one man to protect forever… I have seen the world begin and I will seen the world end.. For I will see…

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…  Take care, and be safe till we meet again..:) 🙂

 

 

Today’s wind…

windy day lady.png                           The winds blow…

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This is my chatter for today Tuesday November 5th…

Today the winds blew, and whistled through the cracks of the aging fence that surrounds me.. It’s sound was like the eerie creak on the boards of old crumbling barn floor.. The wind had done it’s best to take all the leaves off the trees.. The trees sit bare except for a couple along the street.. The skies had a grey tone to it.. The kind of color that made even the happiest person feel down.. Clouds piled on clouds filled the skies with a message of bad weather to come.. The wind is a powerful force.. This wind could knock over chairs, and anything not nailed down.. To walk in the wind today was chore taken by those that could fight the wind.. It was not a day for a senior to be out for a walk.. Blustery winds with a hint of cold.. Bone chilling cold.. The day rolled on much as it had started this day.. Just a, ‘I want to stay in bed’ kind of day..  I stayed inside as my to do list was pretty full..

laundry.jpgI had spent my Saturday attached to the stove and the washing machine.. The pile of laundry was growing.. Blankets and bedding were taking over the laundry room.. What was I to do but, put my nose to the grind stone and make it disappear.. I wondered where all the magicians were on that lovely day.. They would be able to wave their wand and all the laundry would be done.. For me there was no magic that could over come the mound of dirty laundry I had in front of me..  I took a deep breath and sorted piles of wash.. ‘Oh my god,’ I had eight loads that likely would take me the better part of the day.. I loaded one, and made my way to the kitchen.. ‘Darn’ I forgot to get the large cooking pots from the basement storage room.. I made my way down the stairs and returned to the kitchen with two large pots to cook in..

kitchen.jpgI gathered the vegetables that I would need to make chili and spaghetti sauces.. It will take me most of my day to have it ready by dinner time.. I sat at the dining room table and chopped up the wash vegetables I had gathered.. I had a case of mushrooms that had to be washed and cut up to go in the pots.. The onions and celery took a short amount of time to finish, but the mushrooms would take longer.. The meat was in the pot, and starting to cook on a medium heat.. I still had to get up and stir the pots every so many minutes.. I sure didn’t want this food to burn.. I added spices to the burger meat and stirred the pots again.. The smell of the spices and the garlic aromas filtered through the air..  I could not escape the smell that was making my stomach rumble loudly.. I continued to clean the mushrooms, and drain them on paper towels.. With a large mixing bowl in my hands, I made my way to the table.. 

vegies.jpgThe time had come to throw laundry into the dryer, and add a load to the washer.. I swear I went, what felt like 700 times down to the laundry.. Back up the stairs I trudged.. The pots needed stirring so that was my next move.. It takes a while to cook the meat properly, so I had time there.. The mushroom cutting was tedious, but the result were worth the time.. The running upstairs then downstairs became a repetitive, and my hips were starting to tell me that they had enough.. I added the tomato’s, and sauce.. It was time to put everything into the pots and let it cook on a low heat.. This was a big under taking that would make meals easier, when time was limited.. As I added each item I noticed the pots were getting very full.. It was time to get two more pots and lessen the amount in the large pots.. The stove I have is like most stoves and only has four burners to use.. Now, I had four pots.. Two of chili and two spaghetti sauce.. This batch was going to be a good one.. 

stirring.jpgAs the day went on the laundry started to disappear, and I felt pretty good.. My to do list was almost done.. The pots were doing just fine, and by six-thirty it was time to have dinner.. The chili was the best ever, and the spaghetti sauce was really tasty.. By the time the dishes were cleaned up and all the storage bowls and jars were filled, I got the time to sit down.. With a glass of wine and my feet up I felt content in my days work.. 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS.. Till later.. Be safe..:) 🙂

 

I stood tall…

DSCN2328.JPGA tree among many others…

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This is my blurb for Thursday October 24th….

I once stood tall with many of my friends in the forest.. I was the tallest tree in the part of the forest I lived in.. I could see far and wide.. I would talk with the smaller trees and let them know what I had seen that day.. I was the senior to all those trees that reached to touch the sky.. I was the first to see the storm as it rolled our way.. I would warn all others to hold on tight to the ground.. The smaller trees would wrap their leaves around my trunk.. My roots have been deep in the ground for many years and were strong.. I am the king of this forest.. I protect those that grow here.. The storms that have tugged my branches are many and those that have taken some of my limbs.. Year after year, the weather has been cruel and unkind to some of my forest friends.. The remnants of their once strong branches, lay on the forest floor.. It takes strength to survive the torcher of the winds.. My friend now rests up against the closest tree to where he grew.. 

DSCN2457 (2).JPGLeaning on each other..

I have shed many gallons of sappy tears for all those that have gone before me.. I move my leaves to give the saplings below the sun they need to grow.. My bark has been picked away by bugs and beetles.. Elmwood disease has claimed many trees.. Now the Asian Beetle is taking a big bite out of our forest and urban area trees.. We are fading away… Do humans know just how important we really are to them?? We clean the air they breath each day.. We make shade for human’s to ling under.. Benches are placed at the bottom of our trunks.. People often come to sit and talk with other human friends.. When the rain falls the humans find shelter under my leaves.. I have been struck by lightening.. The sun has bleached my bare branches white.. The winters, and summers have worn me down.. I am old…

DSCN2571 (2).JPGSitting in the shelter of my branches..

My bark has long since dropped from my trunk, my branches have fallen to the ground… I am no longer the king of this place.. My branches lay on the ground in a pile of decaying wood.. There will be many trees to follow me and take my place.. They will be the kings of this ravished forest, where once I was the king..

DSCN2583 (2).JPGI have returned to where I began…

Our world is a much better place thanks to the trees we plant each year… And the ones that grow in the cover of the kings are our future… 🙂 🙂 I wish everyone love and prosperity… Be kind to each other, and strive to be all you can be.. Till Tuesday… Have a wonderful Friday and a great weekend.. Smile often 🙂 🙂 🙂

gran driving red  lips (2).jpgMAGS…   Thanks for stopping by… 🙂 🙂

 

 

 

 

Within the clouds (4)

alien3.jpg                               Great artistic talent and imagination

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Aliens are created for our entertainment. I have no idea what you think, but I love the creativity of the talented artists who can take what is in their imagination and transfer it to paper. 

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Within the clouds

IMG_4626.JPG                                                       The Clouds? 

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Clouds can be a deciding factor on what is going to happen at that time. Clouds can hold secrets within their swirling layers of partial coated air.  Clouds can hide unbelievable scary possibilities.

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